Fruits Basket Ao3 Novels & Stories

he smiled. “Aww—why are you so sweet?” I pulled him closer to me and hugged him tightly, he was just the way I remembered him, “Come on, let’s eat something first,” Simba spoke, and pulled me along with him towards the huge oak tree a few yards away. “Okay!” I followed him happily, under the oak tree there was a basket that had fruits in it, and just beside the basket, there were plates filled with delicious snacks. “Did you prepare this?” I asked happily,

“I… I saw it while on patrol and thought you would love some.” Liora smiled. “Thank you so much, Gamma Frank.” Frank smiled. “Frank is okay,” he added. Liora nodded, and Nora took the basket. The fruits were quickly washed and served. Without thinking further or tasting for poison, Liora bit down on one. “Wow… so sweet,” she chirped with excitement. Frank watched her eat to her fill before he left. And it was then he left to see the annoying woman who wouldn’t let him rest or have some quiet time.

In the kitchen, he opened the cabinet and reached for the basket where they kept the lemons when he didn't find any. He picked a plump, bright yellow lemon from the sour fruit basket on the counter and placed it in a small wicker basket along with the tequilas. Satisfied with his selection, he added a small fruit knife to the basket. He then made his way back to the living room, where Ana was sprawled out on the table, her juicy, tight cunt on display only for him. He stood there staring at her with a satisfied smile. Watching her squirm under his gaze made blood flow to his cock, and he cursed internally as he glanced down, seeing it pulsate with need.

When it comes to food, that person gives up right away. We proceeded to the row of fruit plants. I went to the very end. I prefer to pick grapes and find them at the far end. Ysabelle chose to pick the apples. The two waiters went to the banana side. I dropped the basket I was carrying on the ground. I looked up at the many grapes hanging on top of me. It is made of bamboo to crawl on grape leaves to bear fruit. Most are purple and others are green but they are also ripe. I slowly touched the grape that was opposite my head. I gently picked it up and carefully placed it in the basket. I do not want to remove the grapes from its stalk. It is better to look if it is together on the same stem.

Food, herbs, clothes made from the finest materials, wine, and of course, there were about ten elks and caribou. I stood there lost, not knowing how to react to all of this. I wasn't expecting this much from anyone. We did this for Veridian, for us all. Fenwa leaned closer and whispered with a big grin on her face, "Do you think any of those baskets carry birst fruits in it?" I shook my head; she was concerned about her fruits and nothing else.

After thinking about it, she pointed to the fruit basket on the table and said, "Mr. King, Miss Shen came when you were resting. She bought this basket of fruit." "Come in?"Mr. King lifted his thin lips and didn'tfrown after hearing Shen'ts name. An Taotao waved her hand and said, "no, Huang Chen said we were all resting and didn't let her disturb us. She went back soon." Mr. King answered softly, neither happy nor angry, hazy and unpredictable. An Taotao didn't care about him. She stretched out her hand and opened the fruit basket. There were bananas, some small oranges, pitaya and even longan. She likes to eat longan. She eats it after picking a few.

The doctor came in to check on me three different times, and Alan still didn't show up. Right before I went to sleep, I glanced at my phone one last time and saw Larissa Fennimore's new post on her social feed. [Every time I get hurt, my knight in shining armor shows up. I'm so lucky!] The picture under it was a shot of Alan putting a bandage on her. Larissa's profile picture was a yellow mango. It was pretty, but it made me sick.

This dying pain was worse Inside that basket was a single dragon fruit. It was Alpha Stefan's favorite food. It was a very rare fruit, and it took me hours to find it. I had walked around the whole market this evening, looking at every single stall until I finally found it. I hoped this gift would make him happy so he would finally mark me as his mate tonight and make this terrible pain stop. Finally, the huge doors of the castle appeared in the dark. The guards standing at the entrance looked at me with wide eyes but didn't say a word

“Is that a promise?” “You sound like I don’t give you what you want.” I sat next to her, my arm on her thigh as I leaned to kiss her on the neck. “It’s my way of saying I couldn’t wait, Alpha.” She shuddered as my lips moved down to my mark. “Let’s see what we’ve got here.” I checked what was in the basket. There were sandwiches, sliced fruits, delis, grapes, paper plates, and two wine glasses. “Who set this up?” She set the plates and our glasses.

He did not just suggest they feed me rancid fruit and from the looks on their faces, it seemed they didn’t even want to stomach the idea of touching the fruits. “Um, that’s gross Adrian. You want us to feed her. I’m not touching that.” Cameron protested. “That’s ok, we don’t have to touch the fruits.” He said and with a deceptive smile he motioned for Beatrice to drop the basket on my lap, then he reached for my hair, which I had up in a short ponytail he gripped it, smiled at me and shoved my head into the basket pushing it deeper in. I choked on the smell of the fruits and the feel of the maggots wriggling against my skin. I almost puked but I had nothing left in my stomach to puke out.